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I fucking love 90s rock. Grunge gets me singin', not slit wrist-y, and So Cal-inflected pop/punk makes me wistful of home and grade school. But yanno, I've always hated The Offspring. Dexter Holland's grating, whiny vocals1 make me want to punch a baby. Weirdly, I just now heard a live marching band version of The Kids Aren't Alright2 and loved it ( Read more... )

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